Warp demons have always been synonymous with devastation and pain. In the records of the Eldar, Chaos is called the ‘primordial destroyer’. The Slaanesh demons who came to the real universe on the waves of the Warp thought that the will of the Lord of Pleasure would drag this world called Fafnir into despair. At the very least, the Warp disaster that appeared directly in reality could also cause a panic in the hive, allowing them to collect some emotional feedback of fear or anger.

But at this moment, the Slaanesh demon army did not feel any fear or worry from the Federation Navy fleet rushing towards the subspace vortex. Instead, they felt… excitement, joy, and indescribable happiness and satisfaction. .

This is so weird.

The confusion of the Slaanesh Demon Army at this moment illustrates the importance of market research. Facts have proved that Chaos may have obtained some of the defense information of the Human Federation from some special channels, but it still lacks understanding of the sturdy folk customs within the Human Federation.

Under the high-pressure management of the Order of Truth, the personality cult of the Star-Bomb is still prevalent within the Federation. After the transformation plan for the first batch of new humans was completed, these people represented by Gustav showed strong personal abilities and superior hardware performance. Too many people regarded this new genetic lineage of humans as the supreme sacred creation, and everyone in the society yearned to abandon the old body carrying the mark of pain and become a member of the new human race.

However, under the promotion system designed by Russell, only those who have made outstanding contributions to the Federation can receive this honor. There is no limit to the specific contribution, including academic, business, and military.

Not everyone has the brains for scientific research, and not everyone has the talent for business, but carrying a gun and fighting a war requires both men and women to have the skills. Therefore, in the internal ideological trend of the Human Federation, militaristic enthusiasm occupies the absolute mainstream. Joining the military has become the most mainstream employment direction for most young people after graduating from college.

Their numbers are so large and the competition is so fierce that fresh college graduates who want to do odd jobs like cleaning the decks in the expedition fleet that hunts the Eldar have to give gifts and seek connections everywhere.

There has been no war in the Far East for a hundred years. In order to earn military merit, the good men of the People’s Federation often have to cross half the galaxy to hide and seek with the Ark Eldar who grease their soles for several years or more. Now the tentacles of chaos have directly extended to the Federation mainland, and there is a steady stream of people. Military achievements are pouring out from the whirlpool.

In this situation, how could they not be excited?

In the fleet rushing towards the Slaanesh army, almost every captain of every ship violated the starship safe driving rules without hesitation. They ordered the shipboard AI to overload the engine to the limit, wishing to rush into the face of the evil god at the speed of a tachyon. The reactors were so smokey that they were afraid of missing the opportunity to fire at any major Chaos enemy.

The few captains who were a little calmer saw the vicious looks of their crew members before they gave the order to sail at a steady speed and cautiously, and could only be forced to join in this life-threatening speeding race helplessly.

“Hahahaha! I’m going to fucking pull the flag now! This God-given opportunity is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!”

“My nephew just used his connections to squeeze into a hunter expedition to excavate the world of undead tombs last month. If he knew that enemies would come to his door if he stayed at home, why bother making coffee for the nerds in the Mechanical Department?”

“My fellow devil, I’d like to borrow your demon leader’s military merit…”

All kinds of excited, passionate and joyful emotions were swept up by the war fleet that emerged from the Fafner starport and rushed towards the Slaanesh army in the vortex of the Warp. In addition to being confused, the Slaanesh Secret Keeper who led the army of succubi felt vaguely that his power seemed to have been enhanced by some unknown means, but he could not find the source of the enhancement.

Not only the Great Keeper was puzzled, but even Slaanesh himself could not have imagined that the naval power of the Human Federation was so insane.

——Some captains who did not rush to the front of the fleet because of a late start, fearing that their comrades would kill demons too quickly, causing the battle to end prematurely and thus resulting in them not being able to gain military merit, secretly ordered the pilots to flip the magnetic poles of the Black Stone Obelisk on board, secretly amplifying the distortion of the subspace.

The pilot who received the order did not have any psychological struggle and carried out the captain’s order without hesitation, without saying anything.

Warships swept across the starry sky, their roaring engines emitting dazzling red light like blood due to excessive overloading, and bloody meteor showers slammed into the subspace vortex. Ship guns roared, the starry sky trembled, and even the Great Demon, the Keeper of Secrets, was shaken by the madness of mankind, and for a moment he was unable to move.

Behind the frontline fleet, there was also joy in the hive of Valrhona Prime. People on the ground were running happily to tell each other. The administrators of the factories did not care about the cost and consumption, as well as the weapons already piled in the arsenal. With a large number of war machines, they fully loaded all the production lines that were usually idle or eliminated, and increased production capacity with the goal of one mobile armor per person.

Machine tools roar, furnaces burn. Today is the day to build a career! They will use iron and fire to forge a beautiful new tomorrow.

Chapter 434 My sword is not at a disadvantage

The orbiting ring of Valrhona’s main star is busy and busy, and the main roads are busy with traffic. The raw minerals mined from the planet’s underground are refined in the ground forge and then directly sent to the domed ring base through the space elevator for supply to operate at full speed. Valrhona Orbital Dock.

The historic Fafner Deep Rock Mine has been abandoned ever since the matter decompressor of the Tranquil Black Domain was put into operation. After hundreds of years of closure, until the fanatics came to Faya and Fulgrim invaded the Far East, the mottled strata under the Fafner Hive City, which recorded the long bloody history of countless slaves during the rule of the Human Empire, were finally able to see the light of day again.

However, this time, the people digging for the mines deep underground in the darkness were no longer the Mechanicus slaves who were half-dressed, hungry, and suffered from the pain of prosthetic rejection all year round, but the mechanics wearing fully enclosed mobile armor. One after another, the giant engineering machines drilled into the ground like earthworms, digging out the raw materials for building war machines layer by layer. The people of Fafner no longer had to endure the harsh environment deep underground and the prosthetic rejection reaction, and used their own hands to dig the hot ore burned by the magma.

But this is not because the mechanical monks of the Mechanical Department of the Order of Truth are so kind and humane, it is simply because it is faster to dig with machines.

The Human Federation is a very young regime, having been established for only about 300 years. There are still many ancestors of the Imperial era on the main planet of Fafner who have survived to this day by relying on prosthetic transformation or consciousness backup. When the warships of the Emperor’s Children took off, their first reaction when they realized that the war was coming was to pick up the excavation equipment again and rush to the closed deep rock mines, or put on protective clothing and go to the furnace, hoping to provide some logistical assistance to the troops fighting on the front line. This was the only thing most people of that era knew.

But the pace of this group of old men was blocked by the steel torrent driven by the Mechanical Department. The young mechanic standing on the top of the giant machine said with disdain, “What’s wrong with you? The old-fashioned excavation prosthesis produced in Musbell, the forging world, should stay in a memorial hall or a garbage decomposition site. The ‘digging python’ takes a bite of the ore dug out from the rock layer. It will take you two thousand years to catch up with the antique thing in your hand.”

The young mechanic has no sympathy for the confusion of the old people in the imperial era. Times are always changing, and there will always be people who can’t make it. Everyone is moving forward, and no one will wait for you where you are.

With the operation of Engineering Brigade No. H274 under the Ministry of Machinery, a steady stream of refined minerals were sent onto the space elevator and transported to the orbital dock of the Star Ring Base to supply the huge consumption of building war starships.

The efficiency of mechanized mining of planets is very high, but it is still not as violent as the direct decompression of black holes by material decompressors to plunder resources. The H274 engineering team also tries its best to ensure that the orbital shipyards will not be embarrassed to shut down due to shortage of raw materials.

This is definitely not because their mining capabilities are poor, but because the engineering team in the shipyard consumes resources too quickly. These guys are directly building ships using time accelerators, not caring at all that such behavior will shorten their own lifespans from an objective cosmic perspective.

The Valrhona Star Ring turned around once, and another batch of starships left the dock and were sent to the starport for refitting.

“The first batch, a full complement of 1024 Deterrence-class frigates, with no missing ships. Please receive them immediately.” The tired voice of the engineer in charge of escorting the ship sounded at the starport terminal, surprising the non-commissioned officers who were explaining safety precautions to the reserve naval soldiers.

“Why are you here so early?” the sergeant asked suspiciously, “I just asked the psychic from the Psychic Department to tell my fortune the day before yesterday. He said that this batch of ships would take eight days to complete. It’s only been a week. Why are you here?”

The sergeant’s meaning is obvious. The deterrent-class battleship is already simple enough. You guys won’t cut corners further just to keep up with the project progress.

The engineer representative snorted disdainfully: “The magician’s calculations are quite accurate. Yes, I will build these ships tomorrow!”

The navy sergeant sighed after hearing this, and said in an iron-clad tone: “You are still young, so don’t use the time machine to save your life. You can earn performance anytime you want. There is no need to…”

“You can only spend your life when you are young. When you are old, you won’t have the chance to spend your life.” The engineer representative shook his head and said, “If there is no problem, please sign for it. I have to go back to supervise the batch of cruisers.”

As soon as the sergeant signed for it, the engineer over there disappeared in an instant.

Afterwards, after normal ship inspections, preparations, and refilling of materials for the dark matter reactor, the 1024 frigates were divided into three killing formations and flew out of Favna’s orbital ring, rushing into the subspace with the speed of a furious swarm. The scope of influence of the vortex is a battle with the bizarre subspace phantom.

The power of Slaanesh continued to overflow from the vortex, the pressure of the evil god continued to distort reality, the combat capability of the Federation Navy was greatly suppressed under this divine power, but their ship-to-sea offensive showed no sign of weakness. Starlight fluttered in the surging ether turbulence, the pure dust in the sky was burning, and the wails of demons and chaos traitors were so sweet to the ears.

A steady stream of warships were deployed to the front line. Every time a Deterrence-class frigate was torn apart by demons in the tides of the Sea of ​​Souls, at least three new starships were produced at the same time in the Star Ring Base in the rear. After a long period of stalemate, this Chaos invasion controlled by the might of Slaanesh did not gain any advantage. Even the Warp vortex that conveyed the evil god’s will seemed to be shrinking.

call out–

Another phase-disruption beam streaked across the void. The Secret-Keeper who led the Slaanesh army had forgotten how many times he had been killed by naval guns. Ever since he set foot in the real universe, his memory was only of fighting, fighting, and fighting, death, death, and death.

It was bombed to death time and time again by the crazy human navy at all costs, and was resurrected by the Lord of Pleasure time and time again and sent back to the battlefield. Every death of the Great Daemon of Slaanesh was a great honor written by the scribes of the Human Union, and countless people followed suit and sacrificed their lives for it.

Daemons can be resurrected, Chaos Traitors cannot.

After the bombing of their flagship, the Emperor’s Children lost more than half of their forces in the first battle with the Federation Navy, and were driven deep into the circle of Slaanesh’s Demon Realm like a lost dog. Only a few fully embraced Slaanesh’s ascension to become a demon prince. Only special Astartes have the ability to resurrect like warp demons, and others are dead when they die.

Seeing the Slaanesh Demon Legion, which once symbolized despair, being pinned to the ground and beaten to death by the Human Federation Navy, even Fulgrim himself, who started this war, did not expect that the intensity of this war would be so great.

Fortunately, with the support of the evil god himself, Slaanesh’s demon army successfully tied down the main force of Farner’s fleet. Fulgrim was able to hide his whereabouts and lead the remaining Emperor’s children through the chaotic battlefield, quietly moving towards their strategic goal – the Farner Star Gate.

“hateful……”

The emerald green star gate was getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision, but Fulgrim’s mood did not get better, because its original plan was not like this. The Purple Phoenix should have defeated the humans of Fafner under the watchful eye of the Lord of Pleasure and taken the star gate as a victor, instead of fleeing from the front battlefield in a panic like it was doing now, like a rat in a gutter avoiding a poisonous snake.

The Phoenix Guard, the Primarch Guard of the Emperor’s Children, saw the depression of their Gene-Father and comforted him at the right time: “The mobs of Fafner have long been blinded by the war. Their eyes are blinded. They only pursue the false reputation and military merits promised by the Star-Ballers, and ignore the strategic goals that they should really protect.”

Such short-sighted, utilitarian, short-sighted people are just a group of reckless men with no brute force. ,

…Is this really the case?

When the Farner Star Gate, shining with a faint green light, finally appeared in its entirety in Fulgrim’s field of vision, the Emperor’s Son suddenly discovered that at this moment when all the members of the Federation Navy were fighting fiercely with Slaanesh to the death, there was actually still a sizable armed fleet that had not participated in that glorious war.

They parked quietly outside the Fafnna Star Gate, as if they had been waiting for the arrival of the Emperor’s Children a long time ago.

“I never thought that in such an extreme society infected by the fanatical war spirit, there are also calm and wise people who can observe the overall situation.” Fulgrim muttered to himself with a fierce look in his eyes.

The wise man mentioned by the original body is standing in the command room of the fleet flagship guarding the Star Gate. She is a tall woman with a tall figure. The technology of the Order of Truth has maintained her young and healthy skin, and her beautiful blond hair is spread around The shoulders are like sunlight shining on the snowy mountains of Terra. She is the daughter of the last governor of the planet Fafnir in the Imperial Era, Baroness Henriette.

Henriette lowered his head to examine the enemy’s reaction displayed by the tachyon sensor scanning array, and said softly: “Although the psychic department’s charlatan is a charlatan, his divinations are indeed accurate.”

As she expected, the enemy’s target was the Star Gate.

They are all old men from the Imperial era. When some of them encounter war, the first thing they think of is to pick up their old mining prostheses, while others will endure the impulse and lie dormant quietly with Henriette, accurately blocking the way of the ascended demon primarch.

Henryette’s prophetic vision made the Primarch furious.

With a gloomy face, Fulgrim held a red flaming blade in his hand. It was a divine weapon forged by his beloved brother Ferrus Manus. The hot furnace flames were eternally wrapped around it, as hot as Fulgrim’s anger at the moment.

“Do you want to test the sharpness of my sword?” Fulgrim threatened, holding the burning flaming blade.

The threat of the Ascension Primarch did not make Henryette show any fear. She pulled out the power sword hanging from her waist without showing any signs of weakness: “My power sword is not bad at all!”

Chapter 435: That’s it now, let’s jump into gangs first

The Primarchs have many auras, including supermen, demigods, and radiant ones… They are the war gods created by the emperor of mankind to conquer the galaxy. They are born to command thousands of armies. Each Primarch is born to commander in chief.

However, no matter how strong the commander is, he cannot reverse the absolute gap in military strength. The defeated remnants of the Emperor’s Children in Fulgrim’s hands alone cannot compete with Henriette’s huge and fully prepared armed fleet. The Emperor Micromanaging it yourself won’t work either. A skillful man cannot make a meal without rice.

The battle situation in Farrnar is now at a stalemate. It seems that the Slaanesh Army has tied down the main force of the Federation Navy, creating an opportunity for Fulgrim to sneak into the Stargate entrance… But from another perspective, it can also be that the Farrnar Navy has tied down the Slaanesh Army, making it impossible for the Lord of Pleasure to help Fulgrim now.

Without any support, the Purple Court Phoenix was at the end of its rope, and was drenched by the cold rain of reality like a drowned chicken.

It stood on a small boat locked by hundreds of warships’ main guns, proudly wielding the magic weapon known as the Flame Blade, just like the emperor of a fallen country who hugged his beloved palace sword tightly in front of the iron hoofs that broke through the city gate, saying that your sword is not as exquisitely made as mine.

But unlike the cowardly monarch, as the Primarch of the Ascended Demon, Fulgrim is still capable of injuring a fully armored knight even with a ceremonial court sword.

“That’s the end of the matter, let’s join the gang first.” Fulgrim gave the order to join the gang.

Yes, jump gang.

As the commander-in-chief, Fulgrim knew that there was no perfect army in the world. He had no chance of winning in terms of fleet strength, but the opposite was true in terms of the quality of his individual soldiers. As far as the original body knew, the Human Federation had countless soldiers. Fei’s strategic weapon, but has never launched an elite guard unit similar to the Empire’s Astartes or the Custodes.

Ordinary human soldiers are vulnerable to the Astartes. Sufficiently advanced equipment may be able to erase the absolute physical gap, but it is impossible to install large-scale equipment in every army regardless of cost.

The only armies in the Human Federation that can compete with the Emperor’s Children are the Eldar banshees born from Coroniai, and the Emperor’s Children Tenk Eldar blessed by Slaanesh, not to mention Fulgrim. The Primarch himself went into battle.

The wizards of the Emperor’s Children used the power of Slaanesh to cast evil warp spells, which interfered with the automatic locking of Henriette’s fleet to their own ships. However, this interference could not last long. The technological level of the Order of Truth was too high. Hard and crooked methods can only block the eyes of the moment. Next, it depends on whether Fulgrim can seize this short opportunity and successfully get close, jump to Henriette’s flagship and behead her directly…

Soon, it was getting closer and closer. The Space Marines of the Emperor’s Children had already equipped their boarding torpedoes and were ready to go. At the moment before the sorcerer’s evil magic lost its effect, the Chaos ships finally brought the garrison fleet around the stargate within their firing range. At the same time, a company of veterans and Phoenix Guards wearing Terminator armor also activated the teleportation devices on their own Terminator armor, preparing to teleport directly into the enemy ship’s cabin.

At the same moment when the interference spell failed and the Chaos warship was instantly destroyed by the charged arc, dozens of boarding torpedoes scattered out and pierced the sides of the Federation Navy warships like swimming fish. The Astartes boarded the ship. The top of the torpedo is equipped with an adamantine drill that can penetrate even the thickest armor.

Fulgrim has already responded to the zero-element armor commonly used by the human federation navy.

The indestructibility of neutron star matter is based on the physical properties of its densely packed molecules, and the huge warp vortex produced by the explosion of the Emperor’s Pride attracted the power of Slaanesh. The direct fate of the Chaos God disrupted the real structure of this star region. Under the weird power of the warp, even the strongest matter in the physical universe may not be that strong.

So, it works! Fulgrim believed so.

The Chaos battleship behind them exploded violently under the bombardment of the concentrated electric arc. They had no way to retreat. The boarding torpedoes streaked through space and hit the side of the Federation Navy battleship with a clang.

The huge vibration was transmitted through the metal solid, and along with the inaudible sound, a cluster of golden sparks appeared.

The Emperor’s Children’s troops were shocked to see that the adamantine drill bits of the torpedoes drew a dazzling golden mark on the deck of the enemy ship, but the enemy armor was not penetrated. It was the torpedo that left this mark. The fine gold drill bit at the top is like a piece of chalk crossing a blackboard.

“We failed to penetrate the enemy armor!” A lieutenant of the Emperor’s Children spat out a mouthful of blood, and the smell of blood filled his helmet.

Sharp cracks spread from the top of the drill bit into the torpedo cabin. The collision between the adamantine drill bit and the zero-element armor was so violent that the Emperor’s Children warriors who boarded the torpedo were directly shocked to their internal organs.

…Under the interference of Slaanesh, does the zero-element armor really have such strength?

The answer is no, because the fleet under the command of Henriette is not equipped with zero armor at all but –

“Dragon Scale Armor.”

Henriette exhaled slowly and nodded to a biological monk standing beside him: “It is indeed the ultimate material that is said to be able to withstand creation energy level attacks. Minister Joshua, this is really an eye-opener for me. ”

Henriette’s tone was gentle and very polite, because this biological monk was not just an ordinary monk, he was also the current minister of the biological department of the Order of Truth, and a figure who participated in the development of new human genetic engineering: Joshua.

The reason why a scholar of his level is not in Falla is because he has been ordered by Gray Wind to try to realize the mass production and large-scale array of the most cutting-edge biotechnology ‘Dragon Scale Armor’ starting from the old industrial hub of Valrhona. Pack.

Under tremendous pressure, Henriette did not send the first fleet equipped with dragon scale armor to the front line, but instead ordered them to garrison around the star gate. As it turned out, her judgment was correct.

At this time, dozens of boarding torpedoes launched by the Emperor’s Children were slowly floating in space, making no movement.